Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just … start.
I actually find this to be a really comforting thought. I got to be a lot less anxious once I realized that everyone else is too busy being worried what other people think of them to be concerned with what they think of me.
1: When you have a container of Neapolitan ice cream, what flavor do you leave for last? 2: Would you rather be caught in a thunderstorm without an umbrella or a snowstorm without boots? 3: Let’s say you have access to a time machine, but it can only go either backward or…
YOU KNOW WHEN YOU HAVE A LIL CRUSH ON SOMEONE BUT THEN AFTER A FEW DAYS YOU CATCH YOURSELF THINKING ABOUT THEM A LOT AND THAT LIL CRUSH IS NO LONGER A LIL CRUSH IT’S AN ADULT CRUSH AND IT RUINS YOUR LIFE LIKE WTF I DIDN’T SIGN ON FOR THIS